The shadow wizard made her way down darkened, deserted street of the particularly peaceful village. It brought her a little wave of nostalgia really, the quiet midnight, closed shops, black windows. The place was familiar as was her task, someone wanted something stolen and she wanted the reward. Despite the familiar presence of the village her memory was failing her and so was the imaginary road map which was supposed to be taking her to her task. Famine spent quite some time scuffling around in circles, lost in pace and thought. She took rather slow steps around the corners of the roads. She had no idea when she was going so she might as well take her sweet time.Her task was an easy enough, steal some guys recipe, pass it off, ect ect ect...
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